The sky gradually dawned, revealing a slight albumen, and layers of clouds poured in from all directions to gather on the edge of the sky, as if soaked in blood, showing a faint red.

In the dark, the pale red deepened, revealing a fire-like light.

Looking at the east, the sky is getting redder and redder, in the easternmost part of heaven and earth, the reddest is the most intense, the most colorful, as if it is burning with a raging flame, and it is constantly spreading and expanding.

At this moment, the red silk curtain opened a corner of the sky, and a bright light appeared, so dazzling and brilliant, extremely beautiful, an arc-shaped edge of the sun, which came into view, and rose hard, and gradually turned into a red sun, like a piece of red-hot iron that had just been clamped out of the iron furnace, spewing out thousands of rays of brilliance, tearing the surrounding red silk tent to pieces.

Illuminating the sea of clouds, colorful and splendid, the sky breeze blows, the clouds and smoke scatter, and the overlapping peaks change in the light Schumann roll, plated and dyed with glittering gold edges.

The mountains that fill the world are steaming and surging, just like the vast ocean, and in this constantly changing sea of clouds, there are seventy-two beautiful peaks and islands that are being washed by the empty cloud tide, but they are still there.

Surrounded by the clouds in the sky, the green mountains floating above the sea of clouds are like the legendary overseas fairy island of Yingzhou, like a fantasy.

The magnificent palace group of Wudang Mountain, bathed in the pure sunlight from the sky, shining with holy brilliance, that is called a bright and shining, reflecting the truth.

Outside the Zixiao Palace, on the edge of the back mountain cliff.

On a large blue-gray stone, a cute little boy sat cross-legged, his eyes seemed to be closed, and he breathed long.

It was Chen Beiluo.

In front of him is a vast void, a vast sea of clouds, compared to which his figure is as small as dust, but as majestic as a mountain, like a giant standing up to the sky.

This feeling is so contradictory.

And it's so true.

The wind is mighty, stirring the boundless sea of clouds.

Chen Beiluo did not move, holding Yuan Shouyi, his mind was calm and calm, and the true qi was naturally born, one of which turned into Jinjin when he went up from the Du pulse to the gingival intersection point of the upper jaw of the mouth, and the other was turned into jade liquid when he went up from the Ren pulse to the bearing pulp point of the lower jaw of the mouth, and a mouthful of clear and sweet nectar was discharged.

It's not the sweetness of sugar, it's a natural sweetness.

There is a poem that says:

Forget to keep your words, and lower your heart for nothing.

Know the ancestors in the movement, and find who to look for if there is nothing to do.

It is always necessary to respond to things, and it is necessary not to be confused.

Don't be obsessed with sex and live in yourself, and sex lives in and back.

Qi Hui Dan self-knotting, with Kan Li in the pot.

Yin and yang are reborn, and a thunder is generalized.

The white clouds are on the top, and the nectar is sprinkled on Sumeru.

Drink the longevity wine, who knows.

Sit and listen to the stringless music, Mingtong makes a chemical machine.

Twenty sentences are coming, and the end of the ladder to the sky.

He was not in a hurry to swallow, but waited until his mouth was full, his tongue was slightly cocked, and he swallowed gently, slowly and carefully, and sent it down, and at the same time silently used his heart method, encouraging the lower dantian in his abdomen to meet the qi.

As soon as the two come into contact, they immediately blend and become muddy, and then split into two.

Go up, all over the hair, face, top of the head, arms, and thumbs; Sink down, enter the heart, infuse the five organs, pass through the legs, knees, shins, and step, go down to the spring, and finally return the same way, gathering the dantian.

This is a pass.

After the pass was completed, Chen Beiluo adjusted his breath, resumed his breath, pharyngeal jin, bulging abdomen, and qi.

The sun rises higher and higher, and the infinite light and flame of light are swirled.

At a certain moment, Chen Beiluo's body suddenly trembled slightly, the whole person was as light as a feather, without the slightest weight, and there was a qi machine in his body, which was constantly running.

He slowly opened his eyes, his starry eyes were clear and bright, his gaze seemed to be able to penetrate the human body and objects, his skin was as white and smooth as jade, delicate and shiny, and his already dusty temperament became more and more extraordinary.

So far, the foundation has been built in 100 days.

The cultivation stage can be a foundation for 100 days, pregnancy in October, breastfeeding for three years, and facing the wall for nine years, and then you can "disperse into qi and gather into shape", and become a real immortal in this world.

The beginning of everything is called the foundation.

The foundation builder gradually accumulates, and gains righteousness. Just like repairing a house and building a pavilion, the foundation must be laid first, the foundation is stable, and the structure is solid, and then the pillars and beams can be erected, and the bricks and tiles can be laid.

The so-called: thousands of high-rise buildings rise from the ground.

The purpose of building the foundation is to lay an unbreakable solid foundation for the subsequent path of cultivation, aiming to open up the large and small meridians of the whole body and make them unimpeded.

Dan Jingyun: "The gas is full of governors."

Therefore, opening up the two veins of Ren Du is all in the spirit and energy, and there is only one way in the world that can really open up the qi veins: that is, calming the mind.

Don't ask, don't be confused, don't be in a hurry, wait quietly.

When you are full of essence, qi and spirit, the qi veins will naturally pass, and the samadhi realm will naturally enter, and you will not be forced to do it at all.

It is said that a hundred days to build a foundation, it is naturally a hundred days, this is the conclusion made by the predecessors of the immortal family masters according to the physiology of the human body, and a hundred days of cultivation can reach the state of perfection.

Today is the hundredth day of Chen Beiluo's official start of Dan Dao cultivation in this life.

His cultivation is naturally the Cave True Taixuan Zizhang.

Same as in previous lives.

I saw that the corners of his lips were slightly upturned, and a faint smile jumped on his face.

Suddenly, his mouth opened, and he spit out a white gas the thickness of his thumb, exuding a sharp blade-like edge, like lightning piercing through the air, cutting through the vast sea of clouds.

……

Before you know it, it's another three years.

At that time, Chen Beiluo was only five years old, but his internal cultivation was already more than one level higher than his master Chen Tingjun.

Chen Tingjun was shocked and excited.

Even if the True Martial Emperor is reincarnated, at this age, I am afraid that he is far inferior to his disciples.

It's incredible.

Suddenly, on this day, Chen Tingjun returned to the mountain and brought back a little boy with clear eyebrows, commonly known as Bai Ziyi, who entered the door and gave the number Juyang.

Chen Tingjun took Bai Ziyi's hand, pointed at Chen Beiluo and said: "Ziyi, this is the apprentice I accepted before, he is three years younger than you, but he started a few years earlier than you, so you have to call him senior brother." ”

Bai Ziyi has been staring at Chen Beiluo since he saw him, his eyes are not instantaneous, and he didn't listen to a word of Chen Tingjun's words.

Chen Tingjun was helpless, and called him three times in a row before he came back to his senses, and said with a red face: "I've seen senior brother." ”

Chen Beiluo nodded slightly and smiled faintly.

After a simple apprenticeship ceremony, Chen Tingjun smiled affectionately at Chen Beiluo: "Luo'er ......"

Chen Beiluo saw that Lao Dao was smiling so kindly, he was already upset, and when he heard a cry again, his little face was full of helplessness.

Lao Dao is like this every time he has trouble, and this time is of course no exception.

Sure enough!

I only heard him say earnestly: "You wait to explain the door rules to Juyang, and you will teach him the martial arts of your junior brother in the future." ”

"Yes, master."

Even though Chen Beiluo had 100,000 reluctances in his heart, he had to accept it.

After Chen Tingjun finished speaking, he turned his head to Bai Ziyi and said, "Ziyi, if you encounter something you don't understand, just come and ask as a teacher, do you know?" ”

Bai Ziyi said weakly: "Got it, master." ”

Seeing this, Chen Tingjun glanced at him meaningfully: "When I was teaching your senior brother as a teacher, he understood everything at once, and he understood everything after I only said it once, even if there was something I didn't understand, I could figure it out by flipping through the classics." So you have to follow your brother's example, you know! ”

Bai Ziyi wiped the cold sweat on his head and quickly nodded yes.

Chen Tingjun smiled, he was very satisfied with Bai Ziyi's attitude, patted him on the shoulder, and swaggered away.

Waiting for Lao Dao's figure to disappear completely, Chen Beiluo smiled kindly: "Juyang, I have a manual here for the door rules, you can read it yourself when you arrive, I will only tell you the most important thing." ”

"Do you know that the founding patriarch of our Wudang faction, Sanfeng Zhenren, is an invincible and fairy-like figure in the world?"

Bai Ziyi's bright big eyes lit up immediately, his face was excited, and he said, "I know!" Know! ”

Sanfeng real people participate in the creation, the game is red dust, I don't know how many miraculous legends have been left, and it is the idol of all the children of the rivers and lakes in the world.

It is said that he has a way to heaven, a door to the earth, no shadow of the sun and the moon, no obstacle to entering the golden stone, no drowning in water, and no fire to burn.

Today, I don't know how many ordinary people have portraits of real people hanging in their homes and worship them as gods.

Even the royal family has great respect for the patriarch of Sanfeng, and does not hesitate to spend a lot of manpower and material resources to repeatedly expand the majestic palace complex of Wudang.

Chen Beiluo smiled and said, "The martial arts of our Wudang faction are powerful, but if you want to practice to the point of Sanfeng Patriarch, you must maintain the body of a child." By the way, you're still a child, right? ”

In the end, he looked him up and down, and the expression on his face seemed to be smiling.

Bai Ziyi's face was slightly red, and he lowered his head: "I am very strict with my family, senior brother." ”

He was originally a child of a family in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, since he was a child, he liked the stories of those strange people in the rivers and lakes, the Wudang faction is the authentic martial arts in the world, although the younger disciples have not given strength over the years, so that the Shifting Flower Palace has been pressed, but it is still the top sect on the rivers and lakes, he heard the family say that Chen Tingjun was very excited when he came to Suzhou, and he went out directly without saying a word.

The Wudang faction is powerful in the martial arts, and naturally the expenses are very large, so in addition to choosing the best ones in the poor families, they will also accept some children of wealthy families to make up for the expenses. Especially for a young man from a big family like Bai Ziyi, the wealth of the family is not inferior to that of ordinary princes.

But if you are a master, you must have the reserve of a master, so when Bai Ziyi visited for the first time, Chen Tingjun did not agree, but politely refused.

After that, Bai Ziyi visited him twice in a row, and only then did he "feel his sincerity" and take him into his door.

This is an eternal routine.

Chen Beiluo said solemnly: "Yes, it's fine." Senior brother sees that you are handsome and extraordinary, and your bones are amazing, you are really a rare good material and beauty in the world, and you are a martial arts wizard, and the heavy responsibility of revitalizing our Wudang faction in the future will fall on you. You have to work hard and don't let my master and me down! ”

Well, Bai Ziyi is indeed handsome, but if he wants to say that he is a martial arts wizard, then I am afraid that only God knows.

"Yes, senior brother!"

Bai Ziyi's face was full of ambition, his hands were clenched into fists, and he replied loudly.

He is now less than ten years old, it is the age of pure blood and fantasy, listening to Chen Beiluo's praise, I can't help but think of him learning martial arts diligently, running the rivers and lakes with fresh clothes and angry horses, and then defeating masters from all walks of life, overpowering the crowd, and leading the Wudang faction to win the first place in the world again.

Since then, feeding horses to boil water and chopping wood has become his daily routine.

Although he is often as tired as a dog, he is still full of energy and enjoys it.

Don't you hear that in the past, when Zhengyang Zi Zhongli Quan Zhenren tried the deeds of Pure Yang Zhenren ten times, Bai Ziyi took it for granted that he had embarked on the path that his predecessors had walked.

Chen Beiluo taught him Wudang Gongfa, but also learned very seriously, down-to-earth, two or three years, not only the fist and foot kung fu practice is very good, the internal strength cultivation has also been quite popular, promoted to the third-rate realm.

This reluctantly responded to Chen Beiluo's original words.